The Enchantress
By Leslie
(Enchant - to bewitch - to enlighten - to charm - to completely delight.)
The massage table made me feel like I was in a soothing linen cocoon,
protected from the elements by loving, guiding hands.
My body and mind were drifting through levels of consciousness until I
saw the forest. The tropical heat loosened my limbs and set my mind at
ease. The fragrance of the leaves and grass expanded my awareness and
allowed me to breathe deeply and rhythmically.
The tall grass slid across my back and my thoughts were of dark greens,
pale yellows, animal sounds and soft breezes. Then I saw her. The
Enchantress.
She beckoned me forward through the trees, flowers and breeze. I floated
to her side. My body slid into place beside her sleek and supple figure.
She was radiant. I was privileged.
Her hair was the same pale yellow as the flowers at the base of the
giant trees. It moved with the stirring of the air and cascaded about
her lovely face. Eyes of deepness. Lips of promise. Heart of gold.
Her dress was of pure white and rustled as she moved. The bodice was low
slung and the gentle swelling of her bosom teased at the curved fringe.
A long and graceful neck. Gentle hands and an even more gentle soul.
Her every movement was like a ballet. She stepped back and peered at me
over her shoulder and smiled. Her smile was dazzling and sensual. The
Enchantress reached out to me. With the touch of her hand, I slipped
another level of consciousness. It was blissful and safe like the womb.
Her hands floated over my nakedness with sensuality and comfort. I
opened my eyes. She was several feet away, yet I could feel her touch.
My body began to stir as the sensuality of this place and the beauty of
the Enchantress filled my senses. She hovered in the air a foot off the
ground and lifted her arms over her head. The look in her eyes was
sultry.
The delicate white dress floated over her head and arms and off her
body. The Enchantress was naked before me. A female form with perfect
proportions. Strong yet slender legs. A gentle flair at the hip and a
tapering to her waist. Her rib cage was visible beneath her lovely
breasts and her nipples were taut and beckoning.
My vagina began to moisten into a wetness meant for lovemaking. She came
to me. We embraced. Caressed. Explored. Tasted. Loved.
She whispered to me..."Where are you?" I replied, "I am in a forest with
an Enchantress". The Enchantress responded, " How nice to be able to
take a vacation during the day." "Welcome back".
I didn't want to be back. I wanted the forest. The warmth. The
sensuality. I wanted to be naked, aroused and in the company of The
Enchantress. Maybe next time I will stay.
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